I Don’t Think You Can Talk About

Capitalism Arose And Took Off Its Pajamas. Another Day, Another Dollar. Each Man Is Valued At What He Will Bring In The Marketplace. Meaning Has Been Drained From Work And Assigned Instead To Remuneration.

Well Chaps First I'd Like To Say A Few Vile Things More Or Less At Random, Not Only Because It Is Expected Of Me But Also Because I Enjoy It.

See The Moon? It Hates Us.

His Examiner Said Severely: "baskerville, You Blank Round, Discursiveness Is Not Literature." "the Aim Of Literature," Baskerville Replied Grandly, "is The Creation Of A Strange Object Covered With Fur Which Breaks Your Heart."

Any Genuine Work Of Art Generates New Work.